Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 538: Crown Prince's Wrath

  Chapter 538 The Wrath of the Crown Prince

   There is a thing called a matter of principle.

  If there is a problem with this principle, it will be the root of disaster.

   There is a book on slaughtering cattle, but you still go around clamoring that you have stolen and killed cattle, as if you are afraid that others will not know.

  Even if the palace suspects that you have done some bad things and decides to turn a blind eye, it is difficult for you to deal with your yelling.

   Zhu Houzhao will never learn this.

Zhu Houzhao ate happily, and Wen Yansheng also came to the table, drinking wine and eating small dishes in a contented manner. He was not in the mood to curry favor with His Royal Highness. He was a meritorious official, even if he was neglected. His Royal Highness, it's okay, you can still be dismissed from office, even if you are dismissed, it's not a matter of the sky falling.

  Zhu Houzhao was sweating all over the food. After eating and drinking enough, he looked at Wen Yansheng and was silent for a long time before he said calmly, "Mr.

   "The minister is the prefect of Ningbo."

Zhu Houzhao's body was shocked, and he looked filled with righteous indignation: "Ningbo prefect, what do you mean, a big fart official, a talent like Mr., must not be buried. Tomorrow, I will say hello to the officials. You come to Zhen Guofu , what this Palace lacks the most is someone like Mr. who possesses unique skills."

  From the first bite of beef, Zhu Houzhao was determined to keep him.

   Zhu Houzhao has no interest in those messy scholars.

  In his Zhenguo mansion, there are mostly "chicken-crowding dog robbers" who can build ships, publish strange knowledge, and a group of fishermen. It seems that Zhu Houzhao doesn't plan to recruit any good people.

  Town State Mansion…

  Wen Yansheng was a little confused.

  You have become a great talent?

  ………

  Two days later, the express came.

  Emperor Hongzhi held a court meeting.

  The news sent by Dongchang caused a huge confusion among the officials.

   All the ministers were chattering and discussing.

  Datong was attacked.

  For some reason, a city wall in the northwest corner was buried with gunpowder in the ground. With a loud noise, the city wall collapsed with a gap of several feet.

  Suddenly, the entire Datong fell into chaos.

  The Tatars are obviously ready to attack.

   At this time, it is too late to repair the city wall.

   Throughout Datong Pass, the soldiers and civilians have fallen into chaos.

  A large number of merchants and people have begun to flee. Many people in nearby counties and counties have heard the news, and they are also preparing to go south with their families.

  No one dares to forget the scene when the Hu people in the north entered the customs.

  Once they enter the customs, these evil people will use their way of hunting grass valleys to sweep around, **** and plunder, and commit all kinds of evil.

   Every crisis like this will cause countless bones, the separation of countless wives and children, and the destruction of families.

  In Datong Xiongguan, someone was bought by the Tatars.

   This is also a person above the temple, unimaginable.

  Datong...may be about to fall.

   This was the first thought that came to everyone's mind.

  Emperor Hongzhi was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

  But at this moment, Zhu Houzhao, who was standing in the Jinshen Palace, showed a smile, and couldn't help but chuckle.

  Fang Jifan stood at the head of the British Duke Zhang Mao. Now that he has become a Marquis, he can finally have a good position here instead of standing in a corner somewhere.

  He was quite close to the prince, and when he heard the laughter, his face suddenly became miserable. He only hated his position, which was too dazzling, and unconsciously hid behind Zhang Mao's burly body.

   "Your Highness, why are you laughing?" Someone noticed Zhu Houzhao's laughter and asked curiously.

   Just when everyone is in a state of confusion, dealing with this terrible crisis, and worrying about it, a child who loves to laugh is always easy to be picked out by others.

  Zhu Houzhao stood up and said word by word: "Your Majesty, Marquis Dingyuan, I expected it well."

  He stood up and looked at the worried father.

  Father stared at him fiercely.

  Even if the Tatars just invaded Datong, the capital still has hundreds of thousands of capital camps, which can be safe, but once they enter the customs, it means that countless soldiers and civilians will be killed by the Tatars. You prince, can you still laugh?

   As a result, Emperor Hongzhi's eyes almost protruded, and he stared at him fiercely.

Zhu Houzhao didn't take it seriously, and said calmly: "Dingyuan Hou believes that the Tatars are not just going south with anger, but have other plans. That Tatar Khan is extremely cunning, and the purpose of going south this time is to fight against the enemy. The bought Datong city is a fine work inside and outside, take Datong, and look at the inside of the pass."

   Zhu Houzhao, who carefully analyzed the situation of the battle, was brimming with complacency.

"Thinking about it, in the next moment, there will be troubles at the Datong Pass. They must go south with all their strength and approach Datong. After they arrived near Datong that day, they were already exhausted. They will definitely not rush to attack, but... they will take a rest at the city. One day, I will recharge my batteries and take down Datong City in one fell swoop."

"Nine times out of ten, the location where they are stationed is the nearest pass to Datong. Here, surrounded by mountains on both sides, Datong is in front, and there is only one passage in the back. It is the best place to camp in such a valley. When camping at night, they don't have to worry about Datong blowing up their bonfire, the mountains on both sides can shield them from the strong wind, and they don't have to worry about someone attacking at night, but... this is also an opportunity for Erchen's Zhen Guofu!"

  Fang Jifan has already expected...

  Emperor Hongzhi was taken aback.

  The ministers were in an uproar.

   Some people find it incredible.

  Some people don't believe it.

   There was also a glimmer of hope.

  But... such a big event is no joke.

  Once Datong falls, the consequences will be utterly catastrophic.

  But some people still panicked: "His Royal Highness, you are so confident, but you need to know... this Tatar..."

   The one who spoke was a Hanlin scholar.

  His voice was trembling, apparently dissatisfied with the prince's overly optimistic attitude.

  You are the prince, and the prince should think of the soldiers and the people. Now that the people are in danger, they are still talking nonsense in the temple. This is something that should not be done.

  The officials of the Ming Dynasty may not be able to do things well, but when it comes to speaking out, they are very resounding.

  It's like skills. All the skill points are not on technology, nor on hands-on ability, or other abilities, but they are all on one mouth. Everyone's mouth has been clicked to the level of gods, not only can they speak, but they dare to speak!

When one person opened his mouth, everyone responded and countered Zhu Houzhao: "Your Highness the Crown Prince should not have said this. Right now, the army and the people of Datong are in dire straits. Could it be that His Royal Highness thinks that the south of Datong is an opportunity to take advantage of? I made a mistake, I made a mistake, what should I do? Your Highness, respect yourself."

   "Your Highness..."

   Zhu Houzhao was a little annoyed.

  He thought that what he was studying with others in the court was a question of tactics. Didn’t the Tatars come? Isn't there a fatal gap in Datong Pass? At this time, he didn't think about how to fight, but because of his attitude, he was criticized by everyone.

  Zhu Houzhao was very angry in his heart, he was actually angry for a moment, and shouted at everyone: "Enough."

  He glanced around at everyone, then angrily reprimanded.

"The Tatars are here, and now what I'm waiting to discuss here is how to deal with the Tatars, how to fight against the Tatars, you are here, entangled in the attitude of the palace, what is the intention of this? Pretending to be common people, then go to Datong, in Datong, fight to the death with the Tatars, talk about it here, why do you have to make everyone put on a mournful face, talk about the common people, and keep your mouth shut?"

  Zhu Houzhao's face turned blue, like an angry little lion, with red eyes.

"When things have come to this point, we should think about how to deal with them, calm down, and think about how to deal with them, instead of here, like you and others, everyone who only knows how to think about the people of Liming here, what's the use ? This Daming belongs to my Zhu family, and the subjects are also the subjects of my father and my palace, so you love the people, right?"

   "..."

   It was quiet in the hall for a while.

  Fang Jifan almost suffocated.

  He looked at the aloof Emperor Hongzhi from a distance. Because he was far away, he couldn't see his face clearly, and he didn't know what the emperor's expression was or what mood he was in.

  But Emperor Hongzhi didn't speak.

   Obviously, he also thinks that his son is right.

But…

  When I heard that His Highness the Crown Prince was going to send them to Datong, and when I heard that the Crown Prince reprimanded them for only doing superficial work.

  Many people almost passed out.

  This is not what the prince should say.

  His Royal Highness, how could this be so?

  How can you say such cruel words? It is simply unbearable and unacceptable.

   Someone cried.

  The one who spoke earlier was a Hanlin scholar.

  But at this time, Zhan Shifu Zhan Shi Yang Tinghe's face was pale and yellow, and he fell to his knees with a plop.

His Zhan Shifu Zhan Shi has become more and more unworthy of his name. In fact, His Royal Highness the Prince does not come to class at all. As the Prince's benefactor, he has never taught the Prince. It has to be said that it is an extremely ironic thing .

  And now...His Royal Highness...

He knelt down, and said with a heartbroken voice: "How can your Highness say such a thing... How can I accept such harsh words? If His Royal Highness wants to send the ministers to border towns, the ministers have nothing to say. But Your Highness It is the prince who treats his subjects like this, and regards military and state affairs as child's play, Your Highness..."

  Yang Tinghe burst into tears.

Many people knelt down, as if they had been hurt by Zhu Houzhao's huge verbal violence, and they all cried bitterly: "I am a crime of death, and I am also thinking about the country, the country, and the country. Why did His Royal Highness say such cruel words? Your Majesty If you want my minister to die, I have no choice but to die. Your Highness regards this minister as worthless, so please punish him."

  Fang Jifan hid in the dark, knowing in his heart that Zhu Houzhao would never be able to play with them.

   After all, **** is still old and spicy

When these people kneel, cry, and yell like this, they have the name of loyalty, which not only conforms to the Confucian moral norms, but at the same time, they are willing to die for the court, and they all look like they are being slaughtered. Zhu Houzhao fell into the position Wan Fu pointed out.

  (end of this chapter)

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